Anonymous - Pauline

His shoulders were unusually broad, his body was massive, as were his belly and hips. His legs were like pillars, while his feet, encased in monstrous shoes, were things of dread. Add to this a profound hatred for water and soap, and you have what might prove to be a rather unique picture of the gentleman.

Believe it or not, my friend, the mere sight of this monster sickened me-yet, I was to know him much more intimately within a short time! Startling, isn't it?

Madam Bernice, however, didn't seem to dread him. Rushing up to him in the most unorthodox manner, she sprang into his waiting arms and kissed his froglike mouth with what appeared to be a frenzy of delight. Hanging about his great shoulders and smiling into his eyes, his great hands molding and pressing her bottom-cheeks through her thin dress, she cried, “Think of it darling! I leave a thousand of the most handsome and powerful men in Pest, ride most of the night on a stuffy old train just to be with you again! Just for the pleasure of having your wonderfully big cock again! Tell me you love me, Mike!"

"Sure I love you!” he cried, holding her out at arm's length as though she were but a doll. “And you'll get it, too! Get it as you've never got it before! And you, Anna, my angel!” he cried, dropping Bernice and taking Anna in his great hands and tossing her up in the air amid a flutter of flying skirts. “So little Anna has come back to be properly fucked! Ho! Ho! Well, like Bernice, the little half-black Spanish-nigger, you'll get it too!

"And you, Nina!” he said grasping the laughing girl in his soiled hands. “The most wonderful little bedfellow in the world! The little one who knows how to cuddle one between her pretty little thighs! Ho! Ho! The hottest little cunt in all creation! Ho! Ho!"

Then, as though I had been invisible until then, his pig-like eyes fell on me. “So!” he cried, pushing the others aside and rushing upon me like a crazed bull. “So this is the new beauty you were telling me about! Ho! Ho! Well, my darling, I'm going to make your trip worthwhile! I'm going to give you a dose of sperm that will still the very beating of your heart! I'll drown it! So I will!"

You think that dreadful, my friend? You think this quite the most unusual incident you have ever heard of? Then listen to this and judge for yourself just what sort of a man I found myself confronted with. Having finished with his description as to what I might expect, he tossed me up and astride his massive shoulders and hurried toward a stone-paved room where a great plank-like table was being prepared by a half-dozen girls from the women's section of the prison.

Guards, less gigantic than my warden, though no less cruel in both looks and demeanor, followed us, each carrying a kicking, squealing bundle of laughing, shouting femininity, namely Anna, Nina, and Bernice! Nina, seemingly gone mad with the spirit of the thing, literally tore the upper part of her bodice away, baring her breasts! “Look!” she screamed, leaning close and rubbing the erect nipples across the eager lips of her guard. “Aren't they beauties! Don't you love them! Suck them, you dog!"

Anna, held in the embrace of another guard-a fat little pig of a man-was suffering his kisses, one of his hands caressing her bottom-cheeks, the other probing into the cloth of her dress! “Fool!” she cried, snatching up her skirt that he might have unhindered use of his probing, searching hand. “That's no way to feel one's lover! Feel how slippery it is! All ready for your lovely cock!"

Bernice, more daring, perhaps, than the rest of us, broke away from her escort's embrace. Jumping upon the table, kicking bottles and glasses out of her way, she tore the clothes from her body! Waist, undervest, skirts and lacy drawers, all went by the board! Naked now, save her slippers and stockings, she broke into a most obscene dance!

I had but a fleeting peek at all this. The warden, whirling like the dancing fool that he was, kept me busy holding onto his shaggy mane that I might not be dashed to pieces on the paved floor!

"Look!” he cried, stopping and holding me aloft with his powerful, ham-like hands. “Look, a blond! A beautiful blond! Fair enough for my own fair Russia, yet selfish enough to hide her crowning beauty from my gaze! Zounds! Is the woman dead?” he said, tossing me upon the table and clawing at my skirts.

"Strip! Get out of your clothes, quickly! It is the only way!” It was Bernice whispering into my ear! Somehow, though I'll never be able to explain how, I caught the spirit of the thing!

With clawing fingers, I tore at the fastenings of my dress and underthings! Not satisfied with this, the warden was clawing at my slippers and stockings, pulling them too! I tripped, fell sprawling upon the table, and here the denuding was completed! As naked as a newborn baby, I was lifted again in his powerful hands! With one hand beneath the crook of my right knee, the other under the small of my back, I was held aloft while his carnivorous mouth sought out the treasures of my nude body!

Nina and Anna were upon the table now, and a moment later they, too, were also naked and submitting to the indignities of their partners! Laughing, shouting, kicking their legs this way and that, offering their hairy cracks to probing fingers and tongues, the mad scramble went on! I knew it was useless to resist; I gave myself up to the maddening caresses of the froglike mouth.

What an orgy! Bernice, under the very eyes of the awed girls who had fallen back from the table, was being fucked by a guard! Anna, who had succeeded in freeing her partner's cock from his trousers, was astride his lap and was riding up and down upon his hard cock! Nina was kneeling before the other guard and was sucking his tool, sliding it in and out of her mouth as though it was the last she was ever to get!

Myself? Well, I was being sucked off! The warden, seeing that I had given way to his seeking mouth, laid me upon the table, while he, on his knees before me, held my thighs in his great hands and feasted his mouth on my most secret charms!

Why not resist? Why not fight them off? One might well ask all these and more questions. But to what purpose? Hadn't we gone there for an orgy? And if we refused to enter into the vile performance, would we not be forced against our will? The answer was yes. We would have been forced, so why not submit peacefully?

I expected, of course, that the brute would ravish me after the delightful service he had just rendered me, and I wasn't at all sure I didn't want him to. But he didn't; at least not just then. Instead, he rose and gazed about him, not unlike one who had just committed a great theft and was afraid he had been caught.

Bernice, in the meantime, had been freed of the weight of her partner, and coming to the warden, clasped her arms about his neck, kissed his still-wet mouth, and cried, “You old darling, I've got to have at least a dozen new girls, and you've got to furnish them for me!"

"Of course, of course! Why not! Ho! Ho! Of course I shall! And the price will be a hundred rubles and a fuck each! What say you to that, you half-nigger wench? Ho! Ho! What say you to that?"

I wondered at the strange names he called her, but I was to learn that Bernice was wise to the ways of the Russian warden.

"Of course I'll pay the price, pig! Lead me to them, oh keeper of my cunt, and you shall have your gold! Lead on!"

"What is it now?” I whispered in Bernice's ear while the great warden was mustering his guards

"We are going for an inspection of the prison, and mind you, say nothing to those who hurl insults at you. Here, put on your slippers, for we shall climb many stairs and the way is hard!"

"Like this?” I asked, referring to my nude form.

"Why not?” she said, smiling and patting my belly. “Your blond beauty will be a treat to their tired eyes."